Disclaimer; I don't own Warehouse 13 or anything associated with it, though I wish I did. All credit to the original creators.
Set between episodes 2.4 and 2.5
Thanks for all of your support. Here's part two, finally getting the Warehouse involved. And please reveiw, I aprreciate any comments :)
Pete reclined on a couch at the B&B, the latest issue of The Iron Shadow in his hands. "This is the perfect day ," he said. "Comics, cookies and not a single…"
"We've got a Ping!'" yelled Artie, bursting into the room with his trademark franticness.
Pete sighed, "Of course." he said sarcastically. "Next time I should just keep my mouth shut." He managed to pull himself up from he couch and grabbed a few cookies from the table in front of him before making his way toward the conservatory where they held many of their briefings. "Sho vhat ish it?" he mumbled, his mouth full of chocolate chip.
Artie shot him a small glare before seeming to decide it wasn't worth the trouble to growl at him. "So what is it this time, Artie?" said Myka, appearing around the corner with a cup of tea. "You seem pretty flustered about this, well more than usual anyway." This got another small glare from Artie.
"You two," he said in the dramatic voice he did so well, "are going to Paris." Myka's eyes lit up in excitement.
"Ooh, I love it there!" she said excitedly, earning befuddled stares from the two men. "So much history. Did you know that they used to keep parrots at the top of the Eiffel Tower durinf WW2 to warn them about approaching aircraft?"
"Yes," interjected Artie, before she could start talking again. "we have the cage in the Warehouse. But you won't be going there. You job is in the Musee Rodin art gallery."
"The Rodin Museum?" said Myka quizzically, her uncharcteristic enthusiasm dropping slightly. "Rodin as in Augute Rodin?"
"Exactly. We hit there a few years back to get a statue of his, seems we may have missed something. You need to get over there, find it and get it back."
"Rodin was the Thinker guy, right?" said Pete, clearly trying hard to remember. " Didn't he make massive statues and stuff? How would we get one of those back to the Warehouse?"
"Leave that to me," replied Artie. "You just get it and find out what's going on. Now go! You leave in an hour! I need to get back to the Warehouse before Claudia magnetizes herself to the girders again." He quickly bustled out, leaving behind an excited looking Myka, and a Pete that wished they'd got the Artefact the first time.
At the Warehouse
Claudia was stuck doing inventory again. It wasn't that she didn't like it, but she had been busy tinkering with a Tesla and she wished she had more time with it. She strolled down the Shakespeare Aisle, where all of the literature based Artefacts were kept.
"One quill owned by a Mrs Jane Austin," she read out. "Check. One badminton racket of a Mr Charles Dickens, check. Ooooh, Mary Shelly's weathervane, awesome!" She stoped and stared at it for a while before moving on. Despite it's dullness, this job had some really interesting surprises. As she moved down the aisle, she heard an odd sound that made her turn. It sounded almost like a tumbler in an old fashioned lock. She quickly dismissed it, Artefacts made strange noises all the time. She turned around and continued her work.
Ok, part 2 done. Please review and still imaginary prizes to whoever guesses the Artefacts :)